Finding Purpose In The Multiverse: Meta Essence Quest Mode

Gaining Some Unwanted Attention

Entry 14:

Linus Ozias POV:

It's around 3:00 p.m. now, and the meeting begins in an hour, and I decide to head out as well. It only takes me a few minutes to reach the area where they take people to the headquarters. It takes a while for them to get going.

I was able to legally get a car in the two weeks that I've been here, and using my nanotechnology, I have improved it so that it doesn't look like a piece of junk.

So I arrived at Ferry Station North, where, according to the director who sent me a text a couple of hours ago, there would be a man to take me to the protectorate headquarters.

I see the classic suited-up man with sunglasses on, And he waves me over as to be honest, I do stand out with the long silver hair and the pointed ears.

"Are you Linus Ozias?" The man asked to confirm my identity.

"Yes, and I have the prototypes right here," I say as I hold up the briefcase that holds the prototypes.

The man nods and directs me towards the ferry they have requisitioned to take me to the headquarters.

The ride itself takes around 1/2 an hour, and I attempt to strike up a conversation to pass the time.

"So you have a name, or should I keep calling you tie guy in my head?" I ask in a snarky tone.

"My name is Jake Lockely. Sorry for forgetting. Kinda nervous as this is the first time this has happened in a while." Jake says in an even tone.

"Do you not usually have anyone making deals or trades with the PRT?" I ask, almost surprised.

"Not really, as most of them are either dead or scared, but everybody is scared, so take that as it is," Jake says

After saying that, the silence ensues for a couple of minutes before I decide to continue the conversation.

"So, have you been working with the protectorate long?" I ask, genuinely curious.

"Yes and no. I've only been with the PRT for a couple of years now. But compared to others, I'm fresh meat". He says the last part with an almost amused tone.

"Even if you're new, you decided to take your life in your hands essentially, and that I respect," I say in an honest tone.

Jake almost smiles after hearing that, but before he can add anything, the ride ends as we approach the protectorate headquarters on their island off the bay.

As we step off the boat, we are met by more security, and I proceed to be padded down, but since all I have is my ID and the briefcase, which they know what's in it, they pass me through.

But as I make it to the office where Piggot wants to meet, I am somewhat scared as Alexandria is in the room or her civilian identity specifically. Rebecca Costa-Brown, the chief director of the PRT and member of Cauldron.

I attempt to hide my nervousness and fear as well. I am strong; I am nowhere near her level just yet, and while she can sense emotion, she'll probably just think I'm nervous to make the deal as it is my first time.

At least that's what I'm hoping for, or else this will get very bloody.

"Good afternoon, Director Piggot, and who I am assuming is Chief Director Costa Brown," I say with a smile on my face.

"Good afternoon as well, Mr. Ozias, but I believe we are past pleasantries," Piggot says with a no-nonsense tone.

I nod, and Brown adds, " Well, before we begin, I would assume you know me, chief director of the protectorate, Rebecca Costa Brown, and I heard that you are going to be selling us some much-needed arms."